It's a long fall
When you're at the top of your game and there's no one to blame
But yourself made man
You'd never understand and I'm not sure that I want you to

Now I sleep all day
Stuck in the same place that I was before you ever showed up
Things don't change all that much
Until you wake up and find out that you can't recognize where you grew up

And I'm still just as angry
But now I've got no outlets
You only understand me
If it's in a catchy chorus

Fuck you and all your letters
New pills and getting better
I've only got one burning question on my mind, it's

Do you miss me
When you're falling asleep on the couch again?
Do you miss me?
Does my voice still reside in your head?

I'm not really sure if you've noticed, but the last fourteen to eighteen months I've been stuck inside of a constant turmoil, ultimately manifesting itself in the catastrophic breakdown that occurred between you and me. But as time goes on, I've realized that not everything is always my fault. And even though I might never find myself in a position to hear you out or forgive you, I still am constantly asking myself...

Do you miss me
When you're falling asleep on the couch again?
Do you miss me?
Does my voice still reside in your head, like yours does in mine?

And in time
Along with the days, you'll fade away
As long as I stay inside